12. Overthinking...

Huh mothers are all the same. I hope she is not the only one like that.

I Threw my bones as usual into my bed. " It was a tiring day indeed..." I said to myself.

Adding," it's time to turn this Candle and my brain off".

Long mintues later....

" Why can't I sleep????! ".

That type of person I am; who sleeps no matter what happens, even if there were some hungry people declares a bloody war in our land. I tend to sleep even after a long depressing day.

" But why I cannot today??!".

Him, yes! He makes me think...think...

His perfect shaped body, his chest divided as mountains within their height leading to Mississippi river, his muscled arms defines his strength. His Jaw and neck to die on,his curled black hair lying on that wide back made as a map that leads to many infinite places. The black deep eyes can tell stories leading to mystery, his red plumpy bloody lips invite you to a kiss... Ohhhh Stop here Alaska!!! Where am I going???!

This is so far I need to stop my imagination or the devils will curse at my life. How did I remember all this details. Stopppppp tempting me!". It's indeed a hot long night...